Well I could call out when the going gets tough.
The things that we've learnt are no longer enough.
No language, just sound, that's all we need know, to synchronise
love to the beat of the show.

And we could dance.


it comes down to this

Depois do beijo, deixo que os meus lábios sequem por si, para não deixar escapar nada do que é teu


gonna stay up late
gonna rule his fate
gonna love him with sherry and wine


What some men will do here for diamonds
What some men will do here for gold
They're wounded but they just keep on climbin'
And they sleep by the side of the road

They call it night,
they call it night
and I call it mine


podia morar na tua cama, no teu peito, nas tuas mãos.


"If you don't start undressing me soon this is going to turn into a panel discussion."